Shedding One’s Duties (Wolf TF) (Patreon)

I feel Eula could deserve some time in the spotlight. This is the start of many TFs involving her. As always support is very much appreciated. Enjoy the story!

Eula felt the change tighten under her clothes before she even saw it.

“What …is this…?” she whispered, breath catching as her gloved hands tugged the dark fabric down. Soft blue-white fur had already spread across her hips and thighs, tickling the skin. A heavy, unfamiliar weight shifted between her legs as the heat in her stomach only grew stronger. The black material of her uniform stretched, then slipped lower with a quiet shff, revealing a thick red length that jutted free, already half-hard and glistening. The full weight of her new sac rested beneath it, churning warm and heavy. “Sweet Barbatos?! T-that’s— grrrf…!” Eula’s eyes widened, her voice rough.

Her ears—now pointed and furred—twitched. A long, plush tail flicked hard behind her, the tip curling with a soft fwoof!

“This can’t be…” Eula’s voice trembled as she stared down, cheeks flushed. The canine shape throbbed once in the open air, a clear bead of wetness gathering at the tip before it stretched and fell—drip—onto the floorboards.

The transformation didn’t stop. Oh no, it seemed to speed up.

Fur thickened across her back and chest. Her balance tipped forward. Gloves shredding to pieces as her claws poked free. Knees bent, palms pressed into the soft sheets of the bed with a muted thump. The last of her clothing slid away as her body settled fully onto all fours. The heavy red length hung beneath her, swaying with every shaky breath, another slow drop sliding free—schlick… plip.

Eula looked back over her shoulder, golden eyes wide, ears flat, tail high and trembling.

“S-someone will pay for this! Vengeance will be mine! ” Eula growled, voice tail lashing in irritation. The thick shaft gave a visible pulse, the warm scent of it filling the quiet room.

“After I..rrrf-—relieve myself..” She whined.